There's gotta be a record of you some placeYou gotta be on somebody's booksThe lowdown - a picture of your faceYour injured looks

The sacred and profaneThe pleasure and the painSomewhere your fingerprints remain concreteAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A ladykiller - regulation tattooSilver spurs on his heelsSays - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to youShe threw herself under my wheelsOh it's a dangerous roadAnd a hazardous loadAnd the fireworks over liberty expode in the heatAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A three-chord symphony crashes into spaceThe moon is hanging upside downI don't know why it is I'm still on the caseIt's a ravenous townAnd you still refuse to be tracedSeems to me such a wasteAnd every victory has a taste that's bittersweetAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street * * * Dire Straits - On Every Street (На всех улицах)

There's gotta be a record of you some placeYou gotta be on somebody's booksThe lowdown - a picture of your faceYour injured looks

The sacred and profaneThe pleasure and the painSomewhere your fingerprints remain concreteAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A ladykiller - regulation tattooSilver spurs on his heelsSays - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to youShe threw herself under my wheelsOh it's a dangerous roadAnd a hazardous loadAnd the fireworks over liberty expode in the heatAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A three-chord symphony crashes into spaceThe moon is hanging upside downI do not know why it is I'm still on the caseIt's a ravenous townAnd you still refuse to be tracedSeems to me such a wasteAnd every victory has a taste that's bittersweetAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street* * Dire Straits - On Every Street ( On all streets )

Someone necessarily devoted to writing the song ,In someone else's book, you have to be the main character ,Cordiality and kindness - these pictures of your face ,Your slightly offended look

Holiness, and a lack of faith ,Pleasure and pain ,After all, somewhere there were traces of your fingers ,And I'm looking your way in all the streets , where I am

Heartbreaker - this is his creed,Silver spurs on his heels.He says - what can I tell you , if I 'm standing right in front of you ?She throws herself under my carOh, it's a dangerous roadAnd risky turn.And shine all the brighter your freedom ,And I'm looking your way in all the streets , where I am

Three chord symphony of sounds in a vacuum,Moon hangs upside down.I do not know why, but I'm still in business.This city - too greedy ,And you still refuse me to escort you ,It seems to me that it was unnecessary to give up.After all, any victory has a bitter- sweet taste ,And I'm looking your way in all the streets , where I am